First day

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My hip length wavy blonde hair swishes like a curtain as I hurry down the wide corridor. I keep my eyes fixated nervously on the floor as I feel the burn of stares from the other children. Finally, I reach room A413 and stop. Between me and my new life stands a door. So I push it. I then realise it's a pull door, so I pull it.

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